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Heartless

Chapter 1: Reflections

For every child that is born to live, there is one who is destined to die. Sometimes these people are told but too few are aware of their status regardless. And in the most rarity of all forms does a child with such a fate go against the odds to defeat their destiny.

Then there are the fortunate children who live life everyday. For Ritsuka, going to High School for his senior year meant he was one step forward to a new life.

The past years, since Ritsuka's frightful dream, went by as a blur. They were filled with dates, training as a Sacrifice, exams, and even the occasional battles with other fighters and zeros who wanted to challenge the odd duo.

Though they were a couple, the relationship Soubi and Ritsuka shared slowly progressed to where they were today. Not lovers, which angered Ritsuka to be the only seventeen year old in his class still with his ears and tail. And even though Soubi reassures Ritsuka every day that the dream was in fact only a dream, the fear and doubt forever lays embedded within the young man's mind.

"You look very deep in thought Ritsuka," Soubi announced as he paused from his painting to stare at his sacrifice in concern. "You have been sitting in the same position with that deep look on your face for about an hour now. What's troubling you?"

Ritsuka shook his head and smiled. "It's nothing Soubi," he lied as he took a long sigh, never turning in his fighter's direction.

"I hear the first day of your senior year is approaching," Soubi stated as he started to put away his artwork. "Soon you'll be in college."

"And what would you be doing?" Ritsuka asked.

"It would mean having more time to spend with you," he replied seductively.

Ritsuka blushed at the statement before he felt the familiar pair of strong arms wrapping around his slender waist and pulling him back into a muscled chest. Tilting his head slightly to the side, Ritsuka inhaled deeply as warm lips pressed against his throat. Teasing was one way for Soubi to torture his sacrifice.

"I love you Ritsuka," Soubi whispered into his ear as he gently licked its outer rim.

"I love you too," Ritsuka replied softly back as the kisses began to lessen.

"Just enjoy this year," Soubi stated as he placed his chin on the young man's shoulder.

"I don't know if I will," Ritsuka admitted sadly.

"You will," his fighter said. "Trust me."

"Hai," Ritsuka muttered. "I always do."